He Is Warmer Than Time

In the evening, the twilight was getting thicker. In the living room, Gu Jingxing took an egg and applied the wound on Song Ran's face. Song Ran looked at him sadly: "You have to be light on your hands and feet. I'm a wounded. Do you understand?"

Gu Jingxing chuckles: "It just needs to be heavier, so that it will get better quickly."

Song Ran snorted: "Who said that?"

Gu Jingxing squeezed her chin and moved a little lightly on her hand: "I said, sit obediently and apply a few more times, so that the injury on your face will heal quickly."

Song Ran hummed: "You move faster, I'm going to apply it to Ma Wu later."

"Mother Wu can do it herself, so you don't need your help."

Yang Haitao's people rushed over quickly. Several young and strong lads packed up the smashed things in the hall, and a nanny who was about the same age as Wu Ma ran into the kitchen to prepare dinner for them.

Yang Haitao is still very considerate.

Song Xuan sat on the small stool in front of Yang Haitao, looked up at him, and whispered: "This is?"

Yang Haitao whispered: "My babysitter."

"That's the one you said that cooking is not as good as Wu's mother?"

Yang Haitao's index finger covered her lips: "Shhh, keep it quiet, Zhang's mother has been in our house for more than 20 years. I was brought up by her. When she heard me saying this to her behind her back, she probably beat someone.

Song Xuan squinted at him: "In order to dine at my house, you are really talking about it."

Yang Haitao looked at her beggingly: "I can't help it."

Song Xuan pressed the hot egg onto his swollen eyes, and Yang Haitao snorted, "Um..."

Song Xuan worried: "Does it hurt?"

Yang Haitao gritted his teeth: "It's okay."

Song Xuan took the initiative to take care of him, and he would endure no matter how much he hurts.

In the kitchen, Ma Zhang made dinner neatly with her hands and feet, two pairs outside the main hall, each taking care of their own objects.

Song Xuan gently pinched the egg and rolled it on Yang Haitao's face, while whispering: "Just now, thank you so much."

Yang Haitao's eyes burned: "You are my object, and I should protect you."

Song Xuan's face turned red, and he gave him a blank look: "Who is your target? Don't talk nonsense."

Yang Haitao sighed that Song Xuan even rolled his eyes, she looked better than ordinary people, and he said seriously: "It will be done soon."

Song Xuan glanced at him: "Is that so confident? You are not afraid to overturn the boat in the gutter after you get off the sea?"

Yang Haitao shook his index finger and said, "It's impossible, I must have passed the test."

Song Xuan smiled and shook her head, Yang Haitao, beautiful and interesting, she was blind before, why didn't she find his good?

Mom Zhang was about to leave after cooking dinner. Yang Haitao said: "Mother Zhang, don't tell my parents about my injury."

Madam Zhang untied her apron and gave him a distressed and angry look: "Don't be foolish, you kid outside."

Yang Haitao repeatedly promised: "I didn't mess around, I won't be anymore."

Zhang Ma just turned around one step at a time.

Song Xuan walked to Yang Haitao's side: "Cross the river and demolish the bridge? Don't leave Zhang Ma down for dinner?"

Yang Haitao touched the back of his head: "She has to go home to cook for my parents, so she won't keep her."

"You should go home with her."

Yang Haitao coughed slightly: "Tonight, I have to stay."

"what?"

Yang Haitao earnestly said: "You are all women, I don't worry, I have to stay to protect you."

Song Xuan looked at him up and down: "Who can protect you like this?"